*~We're all in the same game; Just different levels. Dealing with the same hell; Just different devils~*
"Do you still care about me? Or am I not important to you anymore?"
Those words rang in Ink's mind making him lose complete thought. She has never been like this before and this has been worrying him for the past couple years. He knows the answer to her question although it made him heartbroken on why she had to ask them that. Even when he's in a completely different Alternate Universe than his own.
A silent laugh comes from the other end of the room showing her pale figure that he can only see. The teen can't see him but she knows he's there and listening to her. She looks so lifeless from what he could see from her fragile figure. The years passed so quickly Underground but he can only stay up there for a limited amount of time.
"I guess you don't know... I don't know myself anymore," She says out loud making the skeletons heart crack a little from what she just said. A few tears escape his eye sockets making him want to see her but he can't. He falls to his knees watching the girl in front of him continue talking.
"You should've known that I've been trying to reach out for you, but it never works. Over the years things change for the greater good. Although, I think I'm a waste of space now since you haven't talked to me."
Smiling behind the lie that the teen keeps inside from letting her true self come out. Seeing the girl still talking with tears falling made him feel like he's already dead from hearing that. He does care. He likes her no matter what she says or does that will change his mind. He wants to make her see that he's there, telling her that he does care for her.
"I guess I should go. Remember: It's never to late to come back and see me before I go."
*~I'm falling apart. I'm barely breathing. With a broken heart. That's still beating~*
